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Han Xiuxiu took out the red hijab from her bosom, covered it lightly in front of her head, then bowed slightly to Gu An, and said softly, "Husband..."

After finishing speaking, the whole person fell back gently.

Gu An subconsciously wanted to go forward and hug him, but he found that he couldn't move, and gradually, he felt himself disappearing.

My body is slowly becoming illusory and invisible, the whole surroundings, all the scenes, are like distorted time and space, all rolled together.

He is being rejected by this world and driven out of here.

Gu An knew that the reason why he was able to walk in the world of the painting before was because of Han Xiuxiu's contract on him, and there was a living Han Xiuxiu in the world of the painting, so as long as he didn't spoil it, he wouldn't be rejected and obliterated.

But now, Han Xiuxiu is dead...

It also means that he will end his journey in the painting.

All this, after all, came to an end.

The surrounding environment was twisted crazily, and the water ripples rippling layer by layer when they entered one after another, Gu An felt that the environment around him began to change, and it became the familiar modern furniture, which was exactly the room he was in.

Chapter 234 Han Xiuxiu's Sachet

Small living room, some scattered furniture, neatly arranged.

There were stains of age on the white walls, and there was no sound in the empty room.

Gu An sat at the end of the bed, the mixed light shone on his face.

His expression was a little stiff, a little confused, as if he had just woken up.

He held the ancient painting in his hand.

He looked down, his eyes froze.

His guesses were both right and wrong.

That's right, because he really can't go in anymore.

What was wrong was that the black ink that appeared on the ancient painting covered not just one piece, but the entire painting, which meant that this painting had completely lost its value and became useless.

Gu An shook his head, sighed, and then stepped back with his hands open, looking at the smallpox in a daze.

……

In the world of ancient paintings...

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that Gu An was outside for a short moment, but the time here is ten times, a hundred times, or more than outside.

The Hanjia Village was already dilapidated, and some ruins have not been rebuilt.

The old tree in the village has grown taller and bigger.

Under the tree, there is a shadow that ordinary people cannot see.

It seemed to be a girl, facing the old tree, with her hands clasped together, as if she was praying for something.

Faintly, it seemed that the girl could be heard talking to herself: "Wait...wait for you..."

……

In room 104.

Gu An didn't know how long he had been in a daze, he had sorted out some thoughts in his mind, sat up from the head of the bed,

Then he took out the red hijab from his pocket.

With his call, Han Xiuxiu appeared in the room with red makeup and stood in front of him.

However, this Han Xiuxiu didn't have that agile eyes, she was very rigid, standing motionless, like a log.

After Gu An saw it, his heart was inexplicably relieved. This means that after his death, history has not changed, and Han Xiuxiu has not been possessed by the weirdness in the Yin River. Although she is still a weirdness, she has survived until now .

As long as there is life, there is hope!can change.

Gu Anxin felt something, stood up, walked behind Han Xiuxiu, gently put her arms around her waist, and hugged her.

His eyes were very calm and warm, although his arms seemed to be holding an ice cube, between the touch of his skin, streams of cold air pierced into his body like needle tips.

"It's really a piece of wood..."

Even if Han Xiuxiu was hugged, she would not move at all, let alone showing her shyness like a girl.

Gu An couldn't help laughing when he remembered the situation of Han Xiuxiu who was alive.

But he didn't care, he let go, sat on the bed again, and took out his phone.

He called his old man.

It was quickly connected over there: "Why do you have the time to call me today?"

The old man looked very energetic, especially Gu An's phone call, he was even more energetic.

Gu An smiled: "I want to ask you something."

The conversation between the father and son has never been polite, and they have always said something directly.

The old man didn't think there was any problem, but he was a little curious: "Ask me? What's the matter?"

But he knew that his son was amazing now, known as the hope of the Federation, and now he came to ask himself?

The sun really came out from the west...

Gu An was silent for a while, wondering if his next topic would arouse the sadness of the old man.

But the matter is very important, he still said: "About my mother..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, no sound.

Gu An picked up the phone and looked at it, but he didn't hang up. He held his breath and sighed softly.

There was silence all the time, and Gu An didn't rush, just waited patiently.

The old man seemed to be recalling the past many years ago in his mind because of Gu An's words.

Finally, after a long time, the old man said softly, "Ask, what's the matter?"

Gu An knew his old man well, so he could tell that his tone was much lower and a little sad.

Gritting his teeth, Gu An said: "Dad, you have been with my mother for so many years, have you noticed anything strange about her?"